One Hot August Night
I knocked on the front door. Karen opened the door and stepped back to show her new husband crashed out asleep on the floor. "Sorry. He has had a long week. Working two jobs is taking it's toll""Yeah" being 18 I knew nothing of responsibility and doing what mattered. I walked in and followed her through to the back of the house. Watching her long lithe figure move gracefully through the house. My eyes were glued to her firm athletic butt and long long legs. My teenage cock throbbed in my...